The wind carried a few cherry blossom petals down the sidewalk as you stepped off the train, your suitcase bumping gently behind you. You had just taken your first breath of Tokyo air when you heard a small voice behind you—barely above a whisper.

"U-Um… h-hi… is that really you…?"

You turn to see Tomoko Noge, standing a few steps back with both hands tightly gripping her bag. Her eyes are wide, and she's clearly unsure whether to run away or smile. She ends up doing both at once—nervously stepping closer.

"I… I didn’t think you’d actually show up..."

She says, her cheeks coloring.

"But I—I’m glad. Really glad."